Admiral, Hello

Do Americans have problems? There must be, and there are still big problems.

Just as Richelieu and his general reported on the morning negotiations, Major General Karen was also reporting on the morning negotiations with a mysterious man.

"... This is the specific situation in the morning. I have successfully delayed the negotiation time as ordered." He said to the mysterious person on the other end of the phone.

"It's a good job, but the other party must have been suspicious. So your next task is to gradually soften while maintaining your previous attitude, and then make it look like you finally give in after arduous negotiations with them." The mysterious person said to Kai. Major General Lun said.

"Your Excellency, why do you want to do this? Although I obey the order, it is no different from doing this..." Major General Karen didn't say the second half of the sentence, but the mysterious man understood what he meant.

"It's no different from an enemy, isn't it?" The mysterious man's tone couldn't help with a smile. He didn't care about Major General Karen's thoughts and continued to say to him: "It's normal for you to have this worry, General Karen. On the contrary, your worry is that the more they learn from our technology now, the more warships they produce, and the more we will gain in the end. There is an old saying in the East, which is called long-line fishing, and this The three battleships are the long line we let out... Hahahaha..."

After the mysterious man finished laughing, General Karen respectfully asked: "I understand, sir, I will do what you want!"

"Well, I've explained everything to you clearly, so go ahead and do it! Before you come back, don't contact me for anything particularly urgent." The mysterious man hung up the phone after explaining to Major General Karen.

After deleting the call log of the contact with the mysterious person on the phone, Major General Karen thought for a while and left his room and walked towards Ward's room. There are some things he still needs to discuss with Ward carefully to make this negotiation look more real.

. . . . . .

The two discussed the entire lunch break, and after discussing all the details before the beginning of the afternoon negotiations, they sat back on the chairs in the conference room and waited for the arrival of the ship ladies.

At 2:30 in the afternoon, Major General Karen and Ward, who were still exchanging opinions in a low voice, saw that the time had come for the negotiation to begin, and they sorted out their ties and style buckles. Fierce rebuttal.

however. . .

Ten minutes passed. . .

Twenty minutes passed. . .

Half an hour passed. . .

One hour passed. . .

An hour and a half passed. . .

After sitting in the conference room for two full hours, Major General Karen finally couldn't help but questioned a young officer sitting opposite: "Hey! Captain! Where are the ladies who should negotiate with us? Already two I’m young, are they drinking afternoon tea after their lunch break?! This is an important negotiation! Not a trivial chat!"

After hearing Major General Karen’s questioning, the young captain, who was also sitting righteous, said to him unhurriedly: "Excuse me, General Karen, I don’t know what the ladies are doing. As you can see, I It’s just a captain. The task I received was to accompany you two representatives in the conference room. As for the question you asked me, I’m sorry, I really don’t know.”

"What kind of attitude are you! Captain! There is a general in front of you! That's how you talked to the general?!" Major General Karen became angry when the young captain asked him three questions. He glared at the young captain.

"Excuse me, General Karen, I am the captain of Rabbit, not NATO, let alone your Captain of Yingjiang. And I don't think there is any problem with my attitude just now. Does your Yingjiang family's lower-ranking officer treat your superiors? Are all the officers conscientious?" Not only did the young captain give Major General Karen a soft nail without being arrogant or humble, he even sneered slightly.

"you!"

As a large-year-old General Eagle Sauce, Major General Karen has never suffered such ridicule. He was just about to rant at the young captain, but was immediately taken by Wardella.

"Okay, General Karen. We are here to negotiate, not to create disputes. The captain is right. This is a rabbit, not NATO, not a third world country, nor our eagle sauce." Major General Karen soothed a few words.

Then he turned his head to look at the young captain and asked: "Captain, what are the ladies who are negotiating with us in the morning? Do they have any misunderstandings about the negotiations between us? Why haven't they come to us yet? Negotiating?"

Ward's attitude was very good, and the young captain would naturally not treat him with the same attitude toward Major General Karen. He shook his head and said to Ward: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ward, I really don't know. I just received an order at noon to come to the meeting room to accompany you. As for the other news, I'm sorry, I don't do not know."

"Okay, then I can ask you to help us contact your superiors, and ask your superiors to ask about the attitudes of the ladies of the ship to the negotiation now? Or ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They will come back later Do you want to negotiate with us?" Ward judged from the young captain's expression that he did not know, so he asked him.

"Then let me ask you questions!" The young captain nodded, got up and left the conference room.

. . . I am the dividing line of inquiry. . .

In fact, there is one point that Major General Karen really guessed right, and that is that the ship ladies are really drinking afternoon tea at this time.

"Lion, your craftsmanship and prestige are too bad compared to you!" Richelieu took a sip of black tea and teased the busy Lion.

"Even if it is a perfect concubine, there will be some minor imperfections. Reputation must serve the commander of the concubine and handle the affairs of the port area, so naturally you can't follow the concubine." Shi Yong Said to Richelieu in a regretful tone.

"That's not so bad, right? Lion, you obviously put too much sugar in this black tea!" The company relentlessly pointed out the shortcomings of Lion Pao's black tea.

As a result, the original white face of the lion suddenly became blush.

She quickly defended herself: "This... Can't the concubine like sweets?"

"Then what's the matter with the thick layer of tea at the bottom of the cup? Are you putting a whole tea brick?" The company pointed to the bottom of the cup and asked the lion again.

"This... The concubine likes thicker black tea. Well, that's it, that's right." Lion defended again.

"Okay, but what's the matter with the sour taste? Wouldn't you put a whole bag of bergamot oil?" The company continued to disclose.

Lion walked to the company blankly, picked up her cup of black tea and poured it out, then poured a glass of mineral water to her again.

"Okay, no problem."

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